Lyrics The Both of Me - Goodie Mob, Big Fraze

The Both of Me

You turn the other cheek, trynna save face
A black man and «real nigga» ain’t the same race
Yeah, a black man and «real nigga» ain’t the same race
Trynna hit the finish line in the same race
Race to the finish line, see the game face
While a «real nigga» seems to have more hate
A black man keeps his run at a steady pace
Yeah, that’s like the tortuous and the hare
A black man save it, a «nigga» throw it in the air
Don’t get me wrong, I done kept it real, nigga
Until my daddy told me 'bout a cotton field
That my granddaddy picked 'till the day that he was killed, nigga
By a white man, what a real «nigga»
A black man do it on his own
A «real nigga» want you to do it for him
A «real nigga» do a deal for some crumbs
A black man will sign a «nigga» cause he dumb
A nigga get cash, a man get a check
A nigga think now while a man think next
Jesus was a black man, Judas was a «nigga»
Society has taught us that «You is just a nigga»
But I refuse to believe that
And I refuse to believe that